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Dedication To All My Poetry Friends

                  ~Dedication To All My Poetry Friends~

My head is spinning my ears are ringing my system is living 
my singing don't know why I felt like writing with no books 
just words to explain my remarkable intentions after meeting
all of you through our poetry. 

Although I had average education, that is why when I write poetry
I have only one way of sharing my feelings, and it is the simplest 
way, the way I talk casually and I try to be proud of myself, especially 
when I read poems written by all of you, such deep words, such smooth 
lines, quality, beautiful, rhyming, your writings are pieces of rare art, 
and I am flattered and honored to have had the opportunity to be 
accepted by all of you.

I had low esteem of myself for not ever trying to force
my dad to allow me to continue my studies well now its too late,
but I can write with pride as I am self educated to write poetry 
between thousands of very highly intellectual colleagues.

When I am with everyone of you, I am so impressed by your writing skills
nothing seems impossible our discussions through writing and reading 
changed the course of my dreams and added hope for another tomorrow.

When I am with all of you, I feel so fortunate to have met
everyone of you through sharing our poetry and comments
I will look forward for deeper friendships. 
When I am reading your poems it awakens in me a stronger 
intellectual consciousness. 
Thank you for allowing me to have a new life,
with immense happiness. 



Poem of Dedication....... Sandy Ivy D
       5/4/2013


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Mom

I love you with all my heart we will never be worlds apart

If by chance you went away

Please just trust in what i say

Your in my heart each and everyday

My love for you will always stay and it will never sway

Even if time stood still my love for you never will

You are my hero I must admit and that I will not forget

You held my hand when I was in pain and it was not in vein

I could not ask for more

Your the reason I was born...


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the strength of death

O death!!! Why is the 
reason behind your actions 
unknown
Where can our oceans meet
That l may accuse you of 
injuctice and wickedness
Why does your action 
transform vibrancy to 
nothing but dust.
Why, why but why?
Why leaving the 
condemned to commit 
more atrocities and 
montrousness
The just spend but a 
moment
This may be because you 
don't want them to have a 
hard taste of corruption
Through your actions;
Homes are broken,
Hearts are divided,
Tears and pains abound
Think, think, thinkless death


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WOMAN

Day by day we pray to stay alive, ladies, the face of this world is slowly changing, no longer do we need to hold our heads in disgrace, and it’s about time we take our place. No longer let us be connived, nor let us forget the silent cries in trees that our sista’s souls are still hangin’, see the true in others denies rather waistin’ yourself complaining. Nor keep us from strength to stand by man, strength to leave if struck by hand, no more bruises upon our face for we also help to make this race. No more scars upon our souls for only marked with beauty moles and let our stories be fortold for we are women who behold, a key to inspiration and moral pride, coming out of our hide, Gods rules are to which one should only apply, but most chose pain to keep inside, left alone and died. Your elimination of God’s creation, we are but faith to this nation. Men of ignorance we are sick of belligerence, cuz we prove intelligence, cuz where there’s no woman there is no man strong and on this land we belong as distinct and separate persons walk along. Before your ignorance get the respect that you so vainly seek, practice what you claim til' all things you do or speak shall in reality be the same, nor let us be so eased to blame and give us our well earned past due fame, all musical and sorrowful stories contained. My people, make me proud to know your name and I’ll return the favour by doing the same.
For all men whom think us fast, remember the good ones always finish last, we women are still raped future and past so personally you can kiss my ... In us your babies wombs all your life fluids we consume, to mothers growing up too soon, to those mommas babies and daddy’s maybes.....REMEMBER, when your round to actin' shady, we are the ladies of this land, women with pride we stand, I am a WOMAN and for equal respect, I would do it again!!!


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MY AFRICAN WOMAN

Open Letter To The Golden Black Angel

The black angel on earth, the one proud of her skin
The hot chocolate in Africa, the one with glorious power
The ebony strength beneath the sun, the one full of sensuous splendor.

The golden black angel, the one flying the clouds
The shining star in the rich land, the woman defining beauty
The rich, the warm, the dark, the glittering flower breathing in Africa.

Just look at her eyes, the narrow eyes sliding to the sides
Just give a glance to her ruby lips, these syrupy, luscious and tepid lips
Just stare closely at her smile, am sure you are zooming the sun.

I feel her hypnotizing presence, the soothing aroma in the world
I feel her soporific nature, the one that naturally sends me to the sky
I feel her wafting movements, the movements worth every sane eye
I feel her tantalizing voice, Scandalizing my ears to lick it.

Am i forgetting her curves, the curves surpassing enchanted love potions?
Am i forgetting her manners, the manners giving me bedroom tendencies?
How can i? How can i not talk of the African woman? Eh? Tell her i adore her

Yours African,
Mzee Mwau.


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A Natural starting points

Natural starting -Point 



 The subject of a poem is the idea or thing that the poem concerning or represents
 I review about 15 poem this morning.. and the feeling I got from them, the writer attitude
 toward the subject matter.
 
As a reviewer I cannot praise all the poems that I review. however, I can only encourage them to thrive ... some had a bit or irony , the tone were playful and some of them were some serious submits

Poetry Soup is a wonderful site...
let encourage each other to aim higher..

one love annie L


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I AM A WOMAN

I walk
I talk
I possess an image
That image
I am the woman

The woman who is 
In absolute possession
Of the courage
As brave as a warriors staff
The woman who knows her rights 
And fights for it
I am the woman
With the “man”

I feel 
I heal
I possess a heart
That heart
I am the woman

The woman with 
An inner child
With an overflowing joy
With no worries bigger
The woman whose gleeing spirit
Brings hope to all
I am the woman
With the “womb”

I make
I create
I possess an art
That art
I am the woman

The woman herself
Stringing together
All pieces of earth
And soothing the broken
The woman whose arms
Wraps those she loves
I am the woman
That woman…

©Naa Takia, All Rights Reserved 2012


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My Apologies

My apologies
if i have ever stepped on your tiny toes
or acted just like one of your fury foes 
the blame is not thine
the shame is all mine


My apologies
if i have crushed your tender heart's crust
or betrayed your last but only one trust
the shame is all mine
the blame is not thine


My apologies
if i have been construed by you as rude
or acted in a manner unrefined and crude
the blame is not thine
the shame is all mine


My apologies
if indeed I have ever called you a dear friend
but never introduced you to Christ my beginning and end
the shame is all mine
the blame is not thine


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ELINA

ELINA'S LOVE IS NEVER ABSENT, IT'S ALWAYS PRESENT, ELINA'S LOVE SAID I HAVE TO GO, I SHOULD KNOW, ELINA'S LOVE CAN NEVER BE BEAT, I SHOULD KNOW IM MASSAGING HER FEET, ELINA'S LOVE IS NEVER LACKING, HER LOVE SAID LET'S START PACKING, ELINA'S LOVE HAS NO FEAR, I SHOULD KNOW CAUSE SHE'S HERE , ELINA'S LOVE WONT SETTLE FOR LESS ,ELINA'S LOVE WANTS THE VERY BEST, I SHOULD KNOW ELINA'S LOVE TAKES HER EVERYWHERE SHE GOES, I SHOULD KNOW ELINA'S LOVE DOSEN'T HAVE TO FIGHT , ELINA'S LOVE MAKES EVERYTHING ALRIGHT, I JUST LOVE ELINA, ELINA, ELINA'S IN LOVE WITH STEVEN, AND THAT MAKES US EVEN, IM IN LOVE WITH ELINA, ELINA  ELINA , STEVEN'S IN LOVE WITH ELINA    02/18/2013


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I WRITE THE WORDS

I have written fairy tales 
And of babies in a mothers womb. 
Even written about the tempter. 
And the Bibles coming doom. 

Wrote about a mountain top, 
Where I almost touched the sky. 
Wrote about how I lost my son, 
With many a teardrops in my eye. 

Even wrote about my dog. 
Used to sit here by my side. 
Wrote about love's I've lost. 
And a yellow rose that died. 

Then a lady in a cowboy hat, 
How she really turned my head. 
Really thought I loved her. 
Should have stayed at home instead. 

Wrote about ones eloquence. 
And the way she could excite. 
How her breast of alabaster 
Did keep me up all night. 

Wrote about a dress once worn. 
It was periwinkle blue. 
Just how sad I really was, 
When knowing we were through . 

Wrote about my Unicorn. 
Yes, his name was Dream. 
Took me over rainbows. 
We did make quite a team. 

Wrote how I slayed the dragons. 
Some say, I was the very best. 
Even when so deep inside, 
I laid them all to rest. 

Yes once I was a Knight, 
Shiny armor I did bear. 
Tempter got the best of me 
Now tarnished armor I do wear. 

Yes, all the words I write 
Come right here from my heart. 
I do so hope they touch you. 
That's the most important part. 

I really want to thank you all 
For reading what I write. 
Without your words of kindness 
There would be no Tarnished Knight  
 
 


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